My Gorgeous Wife

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The carriage went all the way towards Nanmen Street, and Chen Yang followed far behind. His tracking skills are superb, and it is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to find.

The luxurious carriage then went up Xuanhua Street.

Finally, the carriage stopped in front of a house called Yalou. Although Chen Yang was far away, he could see clearly that it was not Dong Chuan who got off the carriage, but two women.

Among the two women, one was dressed as a maid. The other is a luxurious white dress, elegant and beautiful.

Chen Yang was too far apart to see it really. But he can feel that the identity of this woman is very noble.

"Is she the daughter of Taishan King Dong Chuan?" Chen Yang secretly speculated.

Afterwards, the woman entered the Yalou under the protection of everyone. Two guards were also left in front of the carriage.

This elegant building is an elegant place for literati and poetry exchanges. Here, the nobility of the status is not so important, but the individual talent is very important.

To put it bluntly, it is an arty place for literati.

Chen Yang walked to the front of Yalou, and he probably understood what kind of place it was. He thought to himself, whether the woman in the carriage was Dong Chuan's daughter or not. But her status is noble, and she will definitely be able to approach Dong Chuan by herself.

Since this woman is in the elegant building, she must be a literati who likes poetry.

It seems that I have to do what I want!

Chen Yang took a deep breath, regardless of whether he was a martial artist, but he was still handsome. Moreover, Xiao Comrade Chen Yang is definitely not that kind of reckless martial artist. His wisdom is like a ghost, and he is extremely shrewd. Although Chen Yang didn't know much about the literati, he had come from the sun-faced world anyway, and he had come into contact with a lot of poetry and poems in his ears and eyes.

Chen Yang has a good memory and learns a lot of things. Don't look at him as if he hasn't read any books, but people who speak several languages, the Los Angeles natives who speak English are ashamed.

Moreover, other people's mathematics is also good.

The precise equation can be solved. If he hadn't had these good foundations, how could he break through those sophisticated magic circles in the Lost Continent!

So Chen Yang also plans to fight today.

Chen Yang stood in front of Yalou for a while, and the two guards in front of the carriage coldly scolded, "What are you looking at here?"

Chen Yang laughed and said, "This elegant building is not yours, so what do you care about me?"

"Oh, you are a poor talent, dare you to talk back to me?" The guard immediately waved his whip to Chen Yang's cheek.

Chen Yang turned his head to avoid it, and said angrily: "You have something wrong? You really think of yourself as a green onion, a fox and a tiger, believe it or not, the master I told you?"

The guard originally thought Chen Yang was so poor and good to bully, but he didn't expect this guy to be so foolish. He knew that he was at a loss, so he was a little bit timid. "Huh, get out of here!"

The guard did not continue to wave his whip.

Chen Yang wants to do business, so naturally he won't continue to pester them. Right now, he walked into the Yalou again.

As soon as he entered the Yalou, two other people who looked like family members stopped him.

"This is a place where many famous young masters and young ladies exchange poems. Who are you, dare to break in?" The family stopped Chen Yang and said coldly.

Chen Yang suddenly felt an arrogance from top to bottom.

Chen Yang didn't care, and said, "I am a walking poet. Since this is a place for the exchange of poems, how can I not?"

"Are there any recommenders?" the Ding asked.

"No!" Chen Yang said plainly.

"You can't go in without a recommender." The family members refused cleanly.

"Do I have to go in? I am a poet. How can there be a reason not to enter?" Chen Yang rushed inside.

The two Dings immediately stopped Chen Yang, and Chen Yang did not rush in. He just yelled and said: "You Yalou poetry will live well without reason. I am a poet, so I won't let me in. You are Which poetry club? Or are you all the people who want to make a name for themselves?"

"You are really so rude, poor talent!" The two families were also angry and said, "Haosheng persuaded you not to leave. Is it because of the pain of eating flesh and blood?"

Chen Yang said, "I want to participate in the poem meeting, but you dare not beat me? I don't believe it. There is no King Fa in this black prison city!

He has gone through twenty days of journeys, and he has a good understanding of the customs, the way of speaking and so on. So now I dare to shout the word "Wang Fa" loudly. If it were before, he really didn't know if there was a king's law here.

It was so noisy, it finally alarmed the people in Yalou.

Soon, a group of young masters and ladies came out to see what happened.

Chen Yang wanted this effect.

At the same time, Chen Yang also saw the lady who got off the carriage. This woman looked like she was only eighteen years old, her skin was like fat and she was extremely beautiful.

The end is the appearance of sinking fish and falling wild geese.

There are already a lot of elder brothers around this woman, and it seems that the beautiful women are very delicious when they go there.

These princes and ladies came out and saw Chen Yang's poorly dressed, unconsciously contemptuous expressions in their eyes.

The lady was also pale and didn't have a good impression of Chen Yang.

Among the many princes, the head was a prince named An Zixuan, whose father was a minister under Emperor Song. Emperor Song is now the king of the entire shadow world, so even if An Zixuan arrived in this black prison city, his status was extremely honorable.

This An Zixuan is dressed in black and gorgeous clothes, and the whole person is indeed handsome and suave. He also has a white folding fan in his hand and a square scarf on his head. It seems that the romantic celebrities!

Moreover, his demeanor is also excellent. Indifferently said: "What happened?"

His voice was faint, but extremely majestic.

The two patrons said respectfully immediately: "Young Master An, this poor scholar is going to rush into the poetry club."

The princes and ladies around couldn't help but snickered, and a woman said: "This poor scholar, do you think anyone can come in here?"

Chen Yang heard all these ridicules, but he didn't change his face. Afterwards, he made a beating at Na An Zixuan and said, "Hi, son An."

"Do you know me?" An Zixuan was slightly surprised.

Chen Yang said: "Naturally I don't know you, but they called you Mr. An just now, so I just followed."

An Zixuan said, "Why do you want to break into our poetry club?"

Chen Yang said, "You are very good, Mr. An. If you say that this is a gathering of upper-class brothers, then I will turn around and leave. But if you say it is a poetry meeting, then I will still want to I'm going to see the talents of the young masters and ladies."

The lady suddenly spoke, and she smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Lin, it seems that you must be quite talented, otherwise you won't be so emboldened to participate in our poem meeting, right?"

Chen Yang immediately politely said, "I haven't asked Miss Fang's name yet? In Qianshan, Xialin!"

The guard next to the lady scolded: "My lady's name, is it something you inferior deserve to know?"

Chen Yang laughed and said, "I am a free man, not an inferior person. But you are a slave, and you are an inferior person. How can you, a slave, dare to interrupt indiscriminately when I talk to the young lady?"

The guard suddenly became angry.

The lady said quietly: "Agui, don't be rude!"

The guard didn't dare to bump into the lady, so he stared at Chen Yang bitterly, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Miss Noble smiled slightly and said: "Young Master Lin, I have no way to discipline, and let the servant rush into you. Please bear with me."

Chen Yang said, "It's okay."

The lady said: "My name is Song, Song Ning!"

"Good name!" Chen Yang praised.

"Oh, what's so good about my name?" Song Ning asked with interest.

"If you are not indifferent, there is no ambition, if you are not quiet, there is no far." Chen Yang said: "How can this not be a good name."

After saying this, Chen Yang wanted to admire his wit! He praised it casually, knowing where the girl is still asking. Fortunately...

Everyone couldn't help but stay in a daze, and then they went to experience the verse of Chen Yang in detail.

This verse was uttered by Zhuge Liang. It has been passed down for thousands of years and is an absolute classic. The more you understand it, the more extraordinary and profound the meaning will become.

Song Ning's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help saying, "Young Master Lin!"

A young man said immediately: "It is estimated that this poor scholar did not know where he heard it, so he just learned and used it now, that's nothing unusual."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "The son, you can also say something you heard from elsewhere."

The son flushed immediately.

Song Ning said, "Then you can say one more thing, right?"

Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "I did hear the verse just now from a sage, but this is a poetry society, so it doesn't make much sense to say that."

Song Ning said: "Since it is a poetry club, I would like to know if Young Master Lin can improvise a poem. Since you are a walking poet, you should be a great talent."

Everyone immediately started booing and asked Chen Yang to write poems.

These people may not have many lines of poetry, but the level of appreciation is still there.

They had already planned it, and as long as Chen Yang didn't say so much, he would laugh at it.

Song Ning looked at Chen Yang expectantly.

It seems that this girl really likes literati!

Chen Yang smiled slightly and said, "Since the young lady is interested, Lin must not teach her to be disappointed."

It was in such a simple place here that I dared to shout a young lady, otherwise, I would have been beaten to death in the world of the sun.

Song Ning said, "The little girl is looking forward to it."

An Zixuan also looked at Chen Yang with interest.

Chen Yang then said: "Since I want to compose a poem, there must be a topic, it's better to..."

"It's better to use Miss Ning'er as the topic." An Zixuan said immediately.

"I'm fucking!" Chen Yang stunned in his heart. This guy looks docile and harmless, but he is full of bad water! Lao Tzu is a master at copying poems, can he withstand such a question?

"However, it seems that there are not many poems describing beauties." Chen Yang immediately turned his mind. At this time, he naturally couldn't refuse and refuse, wouldn't it be a show of timidity.